Looking along his line of sight, saw on the other side of the road, across the sea of ​​people, there was a large bunch of hydrogen balloons floating in the air, among which was a small Shiba Inu, at first glance, it really looked like an egg yolk.

"Wait for me, I'll be right back." The green light happened, and he didn't wait for me to respond after he finished speaking, and walked across the road quickly.

Knowing that he was going to buy balloons made me a little funny, and sometimes really felt as if he hadn't grown up yet.

I gasped at the palm of my hand and waited for him there for five or six minutes. His late arrival made me a little worried.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the distance, followed by a panicked cry for help from the crowd.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The signboard fell, killing people!"

"Call 120, hurry up and call 120!"

Pedestrians hurried over there, and a yellow balloon floated into the sky little by little.

My heart suddenly tightened, and my mind was instantly filled with nameless panic.

Before I could make a phone call to confirm, I hurriedly controlled the wheelchair and went across the road with the crowd. But after crossing the crossing line, I found that there was no ramp on the opposite side of the upper street, and my wheelchair could not get up at all.

I stared at the hurdle, helpless and helpless.

What is so easy for ordinary people is so difficult for me. Just a small drop from the ground made me unable to move an inch and couldn't get to where I wanted to go.

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The title is from Natsume Soseki's "Puffy Poppy Grass", it's very important to read Weibo.

Chapter 30 The Prisoner of Love

The green number on the signal indicator started counting down from "90". I wanted to ask someone for help, but everyone was either in a hurry, or was attracted by an accident not far away, and they sped away without waiting for me to speak.

There are people coming and going on the zebra crossing, time is clearly flowing, but I seem to be still there, out of tune with the surrounding.

"Hello, can you..." I reached out and tried to stop a young man passing by me, but the other party didn't even look at me, just focused on the phone.

"It seems that someone has an accident ahead, there are many people, I'll go take a look."

I tightened my fingers, and my heart was gradually filled with the anxiety that spread out. It is clearly in front of you, but there is nothing you can do. This feeling of powerlessness is really disgusting.

Twelve years have passed, and nothing has changed, I still can only watch the misfortune happen, and I can't do anything.

My friend's screams were ringing in my ears, and the countdown to the green light of "ta-ta-ta" was like a mourning song from hell, which made me very confused.

"Can anyone help me?"

"……please help me!"

"Help……"

He had already tried his best to roar, but as soon as the voice came out, something seemed to block his throat, making him weak and vague.

After my rehabilitation failed, I gave up on myself completely and didn't want to try any more. One day, I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and vaguely heard the voice of my parents talking outside the door.

The mother said sadly: "What will he do in the future? What will we do in the future? I shouldn't let him go out with those people. I have done something wrong. The children who have been raised so hard have not enjoyed the blessings. , this happened."

After a long silence, the father sighed and said, "Life is saved, and people are completely useless."

"It's not as good as..."

"What is talking!"

The mother was severely interrupted by his father without saying, apparently he knew what she was going to say behind.

It's better ... it's better? Is it better to die with the other three? Is it better to end the pain at one time, or it is worse than becoming a waste? It is better to be disabled from the beginning, so they don't have to look forward to it?

It was the first time I realized that even if I was still alive, even if I still have a clear language organization ability, I can do many things myself, but in most people's eyes, I can't see the future.

The original bright star avenue had replaced the thorough darkness, and I didn't see five fingers, like a deep mouth, waiting for the opportunity to devour me anytime, anywhere.

Why can't you even do this?

From childhood to small, what I heard the most was my mother's words. I didn't feel anything before, just blame herself that she did not meet her expectations. But since he heard her conversation with her father, somehow, this sentence has appeared more and more in my dreams, entangled all night, and it has become a knot.

Yeah, why can't I do this?

How can I ... can't even do this?

"North mustard?" The green lamp was left in the last ten seconds, and the voice of Shang Muyao suddenly sounded in front of him.

I turned back suddenly and found that he stood in front of me, looking at me, his limbs were intact, no harm and pain.

The turbulent emotions came to me. The last moment was still dark like the end of the world.

"Great ..." The voice was still weak, and he was fortunate to have the rest of his life.

"What?" He didn't hear clearly, bent slightly.

I didn't answer, but just hugged him, regardless of his environment, regardless of his eyes. He was not prepared, almost fell by me, and hurriedly supported the wheelchair armrest, which maintained a balance.

Human body is a manifestation of the world, controlled by internal desire. Driven by desire. Will convey the desire through the body and dominate our world.

When your world becomes unprecedentedly dazzling because of a person's arrival, you should wake up, that is the fall of will.

The reason is that the instinct is king, my city is still there, and it is indestructible. However, once the will falls, it is another matter.

That representative, in the confrontation with Shang Mu, I was completely defeated. He captured me, occupied my world, captured my will, and made me a prisoner of love.

"I just left for a while, you just missed me like this?" He laughed, something unexpected.

I didn't speak, hugged his neck, and silently hugged him for a while, feeling more and more sights on his body, so he let go.